Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Yielding to Resistance

Lifts water
Secretly rising gracefully
Skyward by the persistent power
Of the magician-god
The great Ra
Our soul
The Sun.
Heat and sweat and wind
Pluck the liquid loose
Stealing it from its earth bound vessels
And momentarily flaunts it
Flinging it wantonly skyward
In the face of gravity
Rising rebelliously
Then suddenly and finally
It is resisted
Yielding molecularly
 To the cold black wall of the sky
As strong force plays its part
And so self-attracted and slowed
And  rejoined in
Brief moments of chaos
And Condensation
And transitory concession
Downward it returns.
Visible now
Sticky dewy icy
Hexagonal flakes and shattered shards
Transformed into prismatic droplets
Rushing and plodding these
Tears of joy
Fill my cup and your ocean as
Gravity gets the first and last laugh
Throwing down precipitously
Against these brief mile markers
Of resistance…
Finding its only true home
In the constant
Cycle of change.


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